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I know it’s been awhile since I’ve posted and I do apologise for my absence. I’ve been busy working on the finishing touches to my science-fiction novel, The Day The World Burns. I am currently in the process of formatting it for print and Kindle versions so my beta readers will have something to read.

My plan is to have this published within the next couple of months. I’ll have a more firm date when the time gets closer.

It goes without saying that I’m pretty excited about this upcoming endeavor. I can’t wait to release my baby to the world!

As I’m getting The Day The World Burns ready to publish, I realize that one of my good friends might be upset for the lives characters are forced to live. It’s the end of the world in an alien invasion; you can’t expect them to have to greatest time in the world! Plus, that’s how books–in my opinion–stay interesting.

I’ve been working on getting my science fiction novel, The Day The World Burns, ready for publication this year. My goal is to release it by the end of the year. I think I need to give myself a deadline so this will get done instead of me just saying it’ll get done. I have the cover art done and ready to use. The little blurb to go on the back of the book is also complete. I just need to finish the final draft and get it out to the world.

Procrastination is a problem. Distractions are a common occurrence. I feel like a deadline is the best option. I’ll shoot for mid-July to have this thing polished and have my proof ordered. Maybe by the end of August I’ll have my fifth book out for the world to enjoy!

I got some good news today. I applied at Channillo to write a series and publish each installment online and they accepted my application. It should be a good way to get my name out there and also bring in some new readers. My plan is to get the account and everything set up this weekend and hopefully have the first installment of my series out within the next week or so. I have a book I’ve been sitting on that would be perfect to break it down chapter by chapter for this occasion.

Inspiration just hit my brain so hard, I had to hurry to finish the paperwork for my day job so I could write down my brain’s new baby before I forgot everything. I just spent the last half hour, typing on my phone, the notes for a new story. I can’t wait to get this one started!

Well, the year is almost at an end. That means it’s time to start thinking about what’s going to come next for 2018. Other than the fact that we’ll all be writing 2017, scribbling it out to correct it with 2018. I’m among the millions with that problem.

My plan is to go into the new year with my head held high and hope for the best. Not only for myself in my own prospects, but for the country and the world. I hope things go smoothly all over the place. We don’t need a repeat of whatever horrible decisions we’ve made in the past. We need to push forward and make things better.

So, here’s to the holiday season. Here’s to spending time with family, friends, and loved ones. And here’s to a great future for all of us.

I had a horrible dream right before my alarm went off. I was at work. I was sitting on my uncomfortable chair, staring at the computer screen and the usual program that’s open. The phone rang and I said my line to the customer. It was a typical day at work–in other words, it was a freaking nightmare.

It’s bad enough that I wake up and go to work Monday through Friday. I try to forget that place exists the moment I clock out at the end of the day. My brain should know by now not to let it pop up in my dreams. I’d rather spend my night visions running from bad guys or fighting for my life against monsters. Not sitting at my boring desk like I already do in a daily basis.

It’s Monday again. Time for a new week in the bitter cold of almost winter. I’m ready for spring and warm weather already. Who isn’t?

I think I’ve turned into one of those writers who is working on more than one project at a time. I don’t know why, but I keep switching back and forth between three stories. I have three different note books by my keyboard on my desk for each project’s outline and special character traits.

Today, I’m going to keep it short and sweet and to the point. I’m hungry and I’m stuck working through my lunch. I’d rather be home writing, but unfortunately that won’t pay the bills yet. Maybe someday, but not today.